Raising humans is crazy. So this morning, as I sit here typing, after finishing grocery shopping on the way home and tidying up when I got home I stare at my cup of coffee sitting on my desk. I tossed it into the microwave for the forth time before I sat it here beside me. Its cold. Again. I will count it as my proof of Gods love for me. I am so busy caring for all the things I have prayed for I have had no time to drink it.
Guess its time for a glass of sweet ice tea.